Chapter 6

By the time I saw Blake's messages, it was the second day after I moved out, and I was having breakfast in Jordan's apartment. I glanced at them and turned off the screen. I had barely slept the night before. Not because I regretted leaving, but because my phone had gone off every few minutes. Blake kept calling and messaging me. He had even contacted some of my former colleagues. "Is he still looking for you?" Jordan placed a glass of warm milk in front of me. I nodded. "He went to my...